Monday, November 25, 2013

25

I'd have sex with everybody in these streets
just to find the best things about me
it's not promiscuous or something else
it's not obliques or what the Hell?
it's just the answers I'm looking for
so long time and hear me before
I run away from you
leaving your bedroom
baby, I wanna die
you're my suicide
here we go...

here we go...

here we go
like nothing's happening
here we go again
wanting to change our lives and live till we die together
trying to get some love from the rolling stones forever
but, please look around, see the faces judging us and the critic in the mouth
let at least the emotion behind
don't know truth from lie
'Cause your throat is full of it
and I'm lost looking at it
we are torn between an universe
where the verse is written in week pain
maybe there's no gain
but a lot of shame
to put you down...
to put you down...
to put you upside down...
Gabriel is down...

just a second 
and the time will have passed as if we were here for a decade
I've been dedicated to a weird kind of love today
and I swear, I appreciate it even though I've never heard about it before
it's the core, of love, unless you decide to leave and let me alone right now
I'll know I could be happy and even beside nobody
that's so irregular, so insecure like the fear dropping into my tears
pain of the war, horror faces circulating around my mask
let me fall down and call you before I left...

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